Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

Wei Ruochuan gently opened the door and walked out. The rooms next to him were all sliding doors and were easy to open.

But it is not so easy to steal the Japanese soldiers' clothes.

These people were all having fun with Kabuki in the house, so it was difficult for him to hook their clothes easily.

In the corner of the corridor there is a bamboo pole for hanging clothes, with hooks on it.

Wei Ruchuan glanced at it inadvertently and suddenly had an idea.

Holding the long pole in his hand, he opened a room where adult games were being played, and saw a Japanese soldier with his clothes taken off on the tatami. He gently hooked them out and returned to the original room.

After returning to the room, Wei Ruchuan immediately locked the door and changed the other person's clothes.

Jin Bihui also woke up at this time. Hearing the sound of a man taking off his clothes in the dark, he tiptoed to take out a gun from his pocket.

Wei Ruchuan changed his clothes and was about to slip away when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"You're leaving right after you said you wanted to spend a night with me. You men are too heartless."

Wei Ruchuan froze when he was about to pull the door handle. He had just forgotten about the person behind him. He didn't expect that the other person would wake up so quickly after being knocked unconscious by him with his hand dislocated.

"You refused, so it would be awkward for me to stay here."

He replied perfunctorily and was about to open the door to go out when gunshots suddenly rang out behind him.

Feeling a pain in his back, Wei Ruchuan did not hesitate. He left the room and ran outside before other guests and police could react.

He was wearing Japanese military uniform, so he wouldn't arouse suspicion in the short term, so it was easiest for him to leave now.

After Jin Bihui fired the first shot, the second shot missed.

His hand was in pain and he had no way to chase after the man. He shouted "Help" in Japanese and waited for others to come forward to rescue him.

Wei Ruchuan had already run out of the dance hall by now. People around him found it strange that he was running around in a panic, but everyone came there to have fun, and the other party didn't ask for help, so who would rush to cause trouble for themselves after get off work?

The concession police were still on the way. There was blood on Wei Ruchuan's back, but no scars on his front. He lowered his head and passed by the oncoming patrol police without being noticed by the other party.

The patrol police did not dare to interfere in the affairs of the Japanese army in the Japanese Concession, as this was their territory. They would only come forward to question and ask for help after receiving a request for help.

Wei Ruchuan calmly walked to a deserted place and took a deep breath.

He felt that his back was bleeding more and more. If this continued, he would not be able to make it back.

Just then, footsteps were heard behind him, moving towards him faster and faster.

Wei Ruchuan held onto the tree trunk and pretended not to hear anything. When the other party approached him, he pulled out his gun.

"Comrade Lone Star, I am responsible for picking you up. Please follow me."

The man was wearing a suit and looked gentle. Wei Ruchuan was stunned for a moment and put away his gun.

He knew that there would be a high-ranking spy in the Japanese organization, but he didn't expect it to be him. The other party was selected as one of the top ten journalists some time ago.

"I've been shot. I'm afraid I can't leave safely. Please deliver the organization's things first."

Wei Ruchuan knew it would be difficult for him to escape. If his gunshot wound was not treated, he would be questioned when he left.

"Comrade Lone Star, I can't leave for the time being, but I can take you to my private residence and have my family doctor remove the bullet from you. I'll find a way to send you away tomorrow morning."

Reporter Yuan gave a bitter smile. He was responsible for receiving and transferring his comrades, but without the order from the highest leader of the Second Intelligence Bureau, he could not leave the concession directly, as it would be easy to expose his identity.